The Bud Becomes A Flower.

Watching out into the garden
saw a tiny bus on a plant.
it looked so small and cute
a wee little and minute.

As everything grows
this little one opened out
and looked a little big
and strong not frail.

The opening could be seen
after careful inspection
The bud seemed to be in a dilemma
as to smile or not to smile.

leaving the bud to itself
fearing constant care could spoil
went about with my work
returning to find it has blossomed.

The bud has become a flower
spreading fragrance all over
with an astonishing beauty
arresting every one who passed by.

It is not anything wonderful
you might say
but for me it holds
a divine illumination.

The course of its growth
and the way it bloomed
deliver a bout of enlightenment
transcendentalimages (63) and one of contentment.

Beauty Diamonds thoughts Transitory

The Beauty of the Morn.-An Allegory

Tiny dew drops shine like diamonds ,

They oscillate over the fragile green grass,

Shimmering in the glistening sunrise,

A beauty not to miss every morn.


Little buds peep out from the nodules,

They are in red, rose and blue,

Dancing in the morning breeze,

A beauty not to  miss  every morn.


Small children walk up the road to school,

They chuckle and chatter as they move,

Exchanging friendly gestures and pep talk,

A beauty not to miss every morn.


The glory of the day lies not  in calls,

The charm of the hour is not based on tries,

The contentment rests on impressive sights,

That take us to infinite heights.


The beauty of the morn is not to be missed,

It has to be repeatedly cherished,

The dew drops, bud and child are personifications,

Of transcendental truth and  exuberant bliss.

Enlightenment Interpretation subscriptions thoughts

Heavenly Bliss

No fuss and no cries,

Nothing funny nor dreadful,

Something simple and solid,

Everything great and straight,

All inclusive of peace and cheer,

Is  Heavenly Bliss.



The interpretation may sound strange,

It may appear  peculiar,

 As it stands out of other  reference,

It is an odd man out,

It is the true  declaration

A cryptic description of Heavenly Bliss.



Bliss is a blessing first of all,

Not every one can aspire,

It is a profound satisfaction,

Not all can find,

It is a state of mind,

Nevertheless to be attained.




Heavenly Bliss is a synergy,

Beauty and happiness function together,

Contentment and love conjoin together,

Munificence and magnanimity combine together,

Charity and philanthropy connive together,

To bring enlightenment and enchantment.



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All things small and beautiful.

what are small things?

small in size,right.

small in another sense.

guess,got it.


i will tell you.

small is a thing which escapes one’s attention.



yes ,very much.

A common incident,

I was boiling milk.

One million times I would have done this chore.

something Unusual happened.

yes ,very unusual,

I cast my eyes on the process.

I stare

I enjoy.

The milk is slowly rising.

 It is coming up.

It is frothing.

it is going to spill over.

I am entranced.

The slow upheaval,

The gradual upsurge,

The slow ebbing.


How beautiful it is.

My eyes smother,

My heart pounds.

I beam.,

I swirl,

I mumble,

i cherish,

i am inspired,

I dance in joy.

How did I miss such a magnificent sight?

 A transendental  experience. indeed.